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====4 - Wednesday==== | |||
‘”This world!” As if there were any other’ | |||
So yesterday I was diagnosed with anemia. A common disorder. | |||
But at least now I know the reason behind the fatigue and dream-like-life’ness. | |||
Blood lacks vitamin D, said the doctor. Maybe that ‘s the reason why my soul fancies an ever-sunny city. | |||
Enough with the old lady talk. | |||
And action : | |||
Yesterday I started to read Susan Sontag’s Against Interpretation, I’m also annotating while reading. | |||
Works pretty well with what I am trying to research and write about (for Term2 essay) : Spectatorship, Punctum, Studium and Interpretation in the work of art. | |||
And I feel connected to her. | |||
(While I’m there I browse some Annie Leibovitz images, studied on the Disney ones – fairytales.) | |||
Last night I tried to upload images and use Aurisma for Boerhave Museum Project but stupid technology, to be exact stupid Apple technology did not allow me. | |||
And today while I was working on dancer photos, there was a blackout in the city centre. | |||
No electricity for couple of hours. Forget about the stupid technology and internet and whatever, I couldn’t even heat food. | |||
The gsm operators and 3G were also out, couldn’t reach anyone. | |||
So all of a sudden the crowd was gone and it felt nice and quiet to feel disconnected. | |||
But it made me think : in a post-apocalyptic world what would be my role? | |||
Is it too late to join the girl scouts? | |||
[[File:D1.jpg]] | |||
“To remember is, more and more, not to recall a story but to be able to call up a picture” |
Revision as of 21:29, 4 April 2012
2012
April
3 - Tuesday
Geen school.
Ahoy.
Today I spent half an hour on a bug on the window – not a bug on Windows but good old fashion god-created(!) bug sitting on my window.
It was the first time I used my macro lens for such an occasion and I loved the result because like any other lost soul in the universe, she posed for me.
Well the outcome will make a lovely pair with my last photo of a jumping dancer: flying man & sitting fly
Lost
Together
In the Coincidence we call Life.
Amen
4 - Wednesday
‘”This world!” As if there were any other’
So yesterday I was diagnosed with anemia. A common disorder.
But at least now I know the reason behind the fatigue and dream-like-life’ness.
Blood lacks vitamin D, said the doctor. Maybe that ‘s the reason why my soul fancies an ever-sunny city.
Enough with the old lady talk.
And action :
Yesterday I started to read Susan Sontag’s Against Interpretation, I’m also annotating while reading.
Works pretty well with what I am trying to research and write about (for Term2 essay) : Spectatorship, Punctum, Studium and Interpretation in the work of art.
And I feel connected to her.
(While I’m there I browse some Annie Leibovitz images, studied on the Disney ones – fairytales.)
Last night I tried to upload images and use Aurisma for Boerhave Museum Project but stupid technology, to be exact stupid Apple technology did not allow me.
And today while I was working on dancer photos, there was a blackout in the city centre.
No electricity for couple of hours. Forget about the stupid technology and internet and whatever, I couldn’t even heat food.
The gsm operators and 3G were also out, couldn’t reach anyone.
So all of a sudden the crowd was gone and it felt nice and quiet to feel disconnected.
But it made me think : in a post-apocalyptic world what would be my role?
Is it too late to join the girl scouts?
“To remember is, more and more, not to recall a story but to be able to call up a picture”